Causing one lone man to ask,

Is that coming from Philadelphia? Those people are always so fucking loud.

Allan Iversons Mom lept to the defense of Philly shouting down the unemployed grunge rocker....

In her ghettofied style, Ann Iverson proclaimed, "He just doin what he gotta do...ummm, you know what I'm sayin?"

The Queen Mum spinning in her grave had this to say,...

"My hat, you stupid git! Where's my bloody hat?" then the grand lady rotated yet again, sniffed, and exclaimed, "What are the Irish up to now ?"

The Irish government was locked in talks with American lawyers, planning to sue the hell out of the IRA, now that they apologized for civilian casualties.

Deep into the lengthy discussion, the American legal team asked the group if they would like any take-out for lunch. The Irish leaders replied..

"How about a drinking contest? How many pints of Guinness can you down?"

hol yer gob thmatter athand is r coontersuit aginst er majesties hoose fer har pressman, har grate lards, har oppresoon, thfekin dag, far we came ta fite ferthrights of thworkinman, thsmall farmer too, ta protect the proletariat from thebosses and thr screws,.... a fekit jus givem thdamdag anbe doon withit.

As the impassioned Seamus pounded his fist on the heavy walnut table -as if on cue- in walked Dave, arms raised in delight, once again professing his grand affection for DOGS. Seamus stared at the intruder and said in a low whisper...

emulating Samuel L Jackson from "Coming to America," "Who the FUCK is this asshole?!"

Michael Pallin enters the room in full Roman declaring, "He's no Brad Pitt!"

At which point Brad Pitt bursts into the room and screams "And you're no Michael Pallin!"

Then, Allen Iverson burst through the door...